Sunday, May 25, 2008

The Gods Of The New Age

I haven't made it through this entire video (this has turned out to be a difficult Memorial Day for me) but it's a wonderful primer from 1984, showing how this current impulse - to do yoga, follow gurus, join cults, meditate, practice Eastern spirituality and medicine, and basically be an airhead - blossomed after The Beatles. It's kind of scary, too, knowing so many people still will themselves to be this stupid.

But I'm no longer surprised. I've talked to too many believers who (when shown the lies behind their beliefs) sputter an angry "I don't care!" to be shocked anymore. Heard too many Leftists, their heads filled with socialist dogma, declaring the "violent culture" of the United States is the greatest evil on earth - even after it's freed them, and their families, from certain death. There's just no talking to such people, sold on the peace our fighting won them, now ignorantly thinking they can make us their slaves. They're all the same.

I had a friend that died today. He was a gay guy, with a really great smile, who (before I knew him) used to let people worship him as a voodoo priest. When my marriage crumbled, and I first discovered how deep my ex, Karine Anne Brunck, was into NewAge, he immediately came over and told me these incredible stories of all the silly people that would follow him. How they'd bring him gifts, money, have sex with him - anything - so they could be in his favor. He told me my ex was "just one of those people" who's too stupid to know the difference between right and wrong, good and evil, real and unreal. A functional zombie. He joked that, if I asked him how to fake levitation, none of this would've happened. He made me laugh somehow, when in all that horror, I never would've thought it was possible.

And now here I am today, with his death all around, thinking he's still being funny:

Reminding me that, since the hypocrites of decency always reveal themselves, it's only the true con men who are really any good.

Comments

"The Crack Emcee is the Truth-teller and the Trickster, he is the Jokerman: he is the Black Conservative who has found his own ‘Slow Train Coming.’ To repurpose a bit of Dylan history: the commenters are yelling at him ‘Judas’ and his reply is ‘I don’t believe you.’"

"In a different time and place, Crack and I knew each other pretty well and his work inspired me. Though more political and sociological, he covers a similar ground from a non-believers perspective, but is unabashedly conservative politically. Check it out, but it's deep dark water; the feints may be indistinguishable from the sincere and it's not for the faint-of-heart."

"Raising his Pimp Hand to the Lunatic Fringe. Yeah, I list him three times. You need to read his blog. Danger: You might not get it at first but I assure you that when you do, you will slap yourself in the head like the idiot you once were. Read it. Love it. Learn it. And that pile of smelly goo at yer’ feet? That’s just the entrails of your stinking idols baking in the hot sand of the Crack Emcee’s arena."

"He imbues his words with so much bite, wit and shading that a lyric sheet doesn't begin to suggest the depth of what he's conveying. What he does is articulate soul-knowledge, those truths we hide from or can't find the words for. You listen to it with mouth agape, not because it's radical in content but because it's raw and honest, unconcerned with the truth-gagging politics of celebrity -- which perhaps makes it radical after all. If Paul Mooney and Nina Simone had a baby, then ignored it, leaving it to raise itself up by its own brilliant and righteously embittered genes, the Crack Emcee would be the result."

"I have been mulling over for awhile now how I might act as a ‘force for good’ in this world. I am particularly interested in the danger associated with cults and indoctrination at all levels of the human experience. How might I help combat this? The Crack Emcee does it,...in addition to blogging on his many other interests, and he has been a big inspiration."

"Day after day, post after post, he gives incredible insight into issues we're all pursuing, but he's got this funky, incredible, hilarious, SPOT-ON take on things. He is a one-man Time Magazine, the way it SHOULD be.

"I just came across The Macho Response. A lovely blog,...that describes the writer's journey from Democrat to Republican. There are lots of pretty pictures illustrating his story. What he looks at with a particularly bright eye is the occultism that is at the core of the Democrat world view today."

"A politically-incorrect blog out in the Bay Area…There is an occasional picture that is not quite appropriate to an office environment, although I’m not sure this by itself justifies a 'NSFW' warning…language isn’t fit for family viewing. The ideas are definitely dangerous. Unsuitable opinions. Terrible taste. Pictures of strange ugly creatures. Yup, we’re cousins, alright,...I’m certainly gonna read this 'Macho Response' guy."

As a former homeopathic 'doctor', I commend you for your bravery and brilliance.

Your blog is like an antidote to the 'New' Age too-cool-for-school-aid that America's been drinking like it's going out style...which, with the help of brilliant minds like you, hopefully it is. The sooner the better, for all our sakes.

I can't thank you enough for saving me from the eau de toilet/oprahahaha cesspool..."